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1:00 PM

1:00 PM

Droopy daffodil as you long for the water pots of heaven to spill over , my word cannot blot out the sun .

How can I tame the wind ? It runs wild as it wishes , the breathe of life sways again and rushes .  I never waded in the water for eternity like a fish , the clouds are not amongst my bed like the birds . How can the dreamer awaken to such marvel ? 

I am beautiful in this time .  Yes as it humors or the horrors .

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kay harris

Nice, I love this because we can love the moment in life or be let down and be taken in by the moment, I felt a bit of running away in the sky when I read this, a time of happiness if you will. great write my friend..

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